For a moment, I'd like to pretend
As though none of this is real,
As if my life has no meaning,
As if I have nothing to feel;

For a moment, I'd like to pretend
As though my worries don't exist,
As if they never once occurred,
As if met with a closed fist;

For a moment, I'd like to pretend
As though there is no edge,
As if I was not teetering over,
As if no troubles could wedge;

And for a moment, I'd like to pretend,
Although the moment is fragile,
And as it slowly dissipates,
All concerns return just as agile;

But for this moment, I'd like to pretend
As though it is better to hide,
As if I will sleep better at night,
As if it will set my fears aside;

So for this moment, I choose to pretend
As though I cannot think clear,
As if I have no future at all,
As if I have nothing to fear.

May 6th, 2024